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I’ve tried different sports and even enrolled in trainings, but I’m honestly so uncoordinated. You can really feel the sigh coaches give when after a whole session, there’s little to no improvement. Until now, I still haven’t developed proper footwork.

What’s funny is both my parents are athletes, but I somehow ended up lanky and unable to even track the ball properly during ball sports. That’s why nobody wants to pair up with me or get bored if I’m the opponent. I also tried running consistently for 3 months, but my form still feels off and my pace barely improved no matter how religiously I trained.

At this point, I genuinely don’t know if it’s genetics or if I’m just unbelievably unlucky enough to be the most uncoordinated person in the world.

It’s been 3 months since our breakup and honestly… the pain is still very much there.

I’m the one who ended things, which somehow makes me feel like I “should” be over it by now. But I’m not. Some days I’m okay, then suddenly it feels fresh all over again.

What makes it harder is that he already seems happy. He’s going out, laughing, living his life, and I’m here wondering why I still feel stuck. It still hurts seeing someone move forward while you’re still grieving something you chose to end.

I think people assume that the person who initiates the breakup suffers less, but sometimes ending a relationship doesn’t mean you stopped loving them.

I guess I just want to know if this is normal. Did anyone else still grieve deeply months after being the one who left? How long did it take before you genuinely felt okay again instead of just pretending to be?